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RIP FASA

I ended up marrying the less adventurous Cyperpunk 2020, sure (only to divorce her for Heavy Gear). But don’t think I ever forgot the wild nights we had together, running in the shadows. We had some great times. We were young, vigorous, stupid. You taught me things like… Never trust a dragon. Don’t hit the Matrix—yeah, you got there first—unless you want the rest of your party to retire to the TV room and watch Robocop.

And it always, always comes down to superior firepower, and not that magic mumbojumbo shaman bullshit.

It’s been a long time coming. You’ve not been yourself for years, but I guess today it is definitive. And well, supposedly now is as good a time as any to have my nativity cut down to size and my sorry ass, grown into adulthood. But man… We had some times.